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So i harvest my love,
from this deep pool,
it seems almost endless,
waves so strong it could drown you.

But still i want it,
no matter what it can do,
may there are disturbing images,
noise from abyss that calls you,

Bad influences wanting to waste you away,
collect your soul for devil,
taking advantage of you,
for their needs.

I cannot care,
its impossible to care and worry,
if love is my price,
i want it to be so.

At least it is,
something worth to be for,
to live for,
something more than meaningless it self...